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He heard the coughing tiger in the night
Push at his door; close by his quiet head
About the wattled cabin the soft tread
Of heavy feet he followed, and the slight
Sigh of the long banana leaves; in sight
At last and leaning westward overhead
The Centaur and the Cross now heralded
The sun, far off but marching, bringing light.
What time the Centaur and the Cross were spent, / Night and the beast retired into the hill, / Whereat serene and undevoured he lay, / And dozed and stretched and listened and lay still, / Breathing into his body with content
The temperate dawn before the tropic day.